Chapter 4 – D―14

After a long, restful sleep, Amber woke feeling refreshed. She felt good, but… something was pressing against her body.

She realized this a few minutes after opening her eyes, wondering if the ceiling had collapsed. Amber’s eyes widened as she identified what lay across her chest.

It was a human arm. One sculpted with delicate muscles, pleasing to the eye…

As she slowly moved her gaze, she saw broad shoulders, a smooth torso, a prominent collarbone, and a long neck. Naturally, above the neck was a face—an incredibly, extremely, breathtakingly handsome face. The kind that made her wonder if she had stolen a statue from the harbor, so beautiful was it.

“……”

His skin was translucent, and his tousled blond hair shone like sunlight. With his eyes closed, he seemed even more unreal, but even if they were open, he’d probably look like an even more perfect sculpture.

She realized he was a living person from the warmth of his skin against hers.

‘Thank goodness. I guess I didn’t steal a statue after all.’

But was this really something to be relieved about…?

“……”

Amber blinked and tried to recall her memories.

She remembered clearly buying a d*ldo shaped like a male organ on her way back from seeing her grandmother off. She failed at her first attempt to use it and fell asleep exhausted… In any case, there was no reason for her to be sleeping next to a man who looked like a statue.

She wondered if he was a thief or a kidnapper, but his angelic face made her doubt it. Besides, what criminal would sleep so confidently in someone else’s bed?

‘C-could this be a dream?’

Just as her worries multiplied, the man opened his eyes. She was briefly captivated by eyes blue as the sea.

“Ah!”

Amber stared in shock as the man swiftly climbed on top of her.

“Wh-who…….”

“What did you do to me?”

The man asked abruptly. Unlike her, who was in a slip, he was perfectly n*ked. The heavy thing poking her lower belly was proof of that.

She was stunned… Amber barely managed to get her question out.

“W-who are you?”

“That’s what I should be asking.”

“……”

“Don’t tell me you really don’t know?”

“……”

“I’m your George.”

George? Who was George? She’d never heard the name, not even when living at her family home.

“Uh… uh… the d*ldo I bought yesterday?”

Amber remembered how she’d named the tool after her grandmother’s example. But…

“Don’t you remember trying to put my head down there?”

He raised his eyebrows as he spoke, and though Amber knew a d*ldo couldn’t become a person, she glanced at the man’s head. Thankfully, it wasn’t wet.

…Thankfully? Goodness. Did she actually believe what he said?

“What are you talking about… Take your hand off me!”

Amber shouted as she realized the man’s hand was resting on her chest.

What was this, what a disaster.

No one had ever touched Amber’s body so boldly and skillfully, let alone stared straight into her eyes while kneading her chest!

“What are you doing, ah!”

Her pinched n*pple hurt, and the situation was unbearably embarrassing. As Amber’s face flushed, the man tilted his lips.

“I was planning to make trouble for my master when I got one… but I changed my mind.”

“Eek.”

“I’ll make you satisfied.”

“What?”

“Do you like kissing?”

He asked again as she silently mouthed words.

“Never tried it?”

Why was he asking that? And ‘master’? Was he really a d*ldo? Not a crazy person? No, really. Why was she even considering that…?

Amber snapped back to her senses. She almost fell for his shameless attitude, as if he was just doing what was natural. The strange one was him.

Yes, he was nothing more or less than a crazy pervert who had broken into someone else’s house.

“Let go!”

The problem was, even if Amber struggled, she was helpless against his impressive strength and physique.

…It was hopeless.

“You’d better let go right now! Or I’ll— I’ll scream!”

“Look at me.”

He brought his face close, clearly ignoring her warning.

“Don’t you know who I am?”

“How would I…….”

“I just told you.”

“……”

“I’m your George.”

A d*ldo acting up and speaking informally. His words and actions were so out of sync.

But thanks to that, Amber was able to regain her composure. He was clearly the type who wouldn’t respond to threats or pleas. She decided it was better to pretend to give in and then strike back later.

“Ah, okay.”

“Okay?”

“Mhm.

“Really?”

When she acknowledged he was George, the man’s expression softened. He was definitely a crazy guy…

“Then drop the formalities.”

“Mhm. I will. But George… could you move aside?”

“No.”

“What? Huh? Oh, that?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s a bit… difficult. I need to check something.”

George’s brow furrowed.

“Check?”

“Like check the functions…?”

“Put it in and check.”

Did he somehow guess she planned to kick him as soon as he moved? He answered carelessly to her careless excuse, but this time Amber didn’t back down.

“Who are you to talk back to your master? You’re a d*ldo! A tool should obey its master! And I prefer to talk first!”

“We’re talking now.”

“Not like this, I mean getting to know each other…”

“I know.”

“K-know what?”

“That I’m bigger than that Reynold or whatever?”

How did he know that? Amber flinched at the mention of the name, knowing she shouldn’t react.

“You said so yesterday.”

‘Yesterday? Me?’

Amber’s mind spun.

“Why won’t this go in? Maybe I shouldn’t have bought one bigger than Reynold…”

She remembered struggling to push the d*ldo into her dry opening last night, muttering to herself about buying one too big. She hadn’t mentioned Reynold at any other time. So, if this man really was her d*ldo ‘George,’ his nonsense would make sense.

The conclusion she’d reached last night was—

“I’ll make it fit out of frustration.”

…That was it. The man intertwined his fingers with Amber’s, his hand twice as big as hers, but what caught her attention more was what was below.

Amber didn’t need to look to know…

‘Why? Why is it standing? It’s bigger than the d*ldo I bought yesterday. Reynold doesn’t even compare.’

The reason she thought of Reynold in this situation was because she only knew two men’s g*nitals: Reynold’s and the d*ldo she’d bought yesterday.

If she had to compare, the man was similar to that d*ldo. Reynold was probably average, while the latter was closer to a weapon, something unrealistic.

‘So he really is a d*ldo?’

To think she found credibility in the size…… It was a deduction she could never share with anyone. Maybe it was because the strangely tingling sensation between her legs was clouding her judgment.

“So use me.”

“……”

“You couldn’t do it alone. Right?”

The man bit her lower lip as if urging her. Amber flinched, but her resistance was weaker than before. Was it her renewed sense of revenge against Reynold, or just physical desire? She wasn’t sure.

A kiss should be fine, right?

If, really, this man was actually a d*ldo…

He seemed to read her silent consent and began to suck her lips.

“Mmm……”

It wasn’t her first kiss. She’d kissed Reynold before, caught up in the mood. But since both were inexperienced, they’d only ever touched tongues, and even that had stopped after a while, leaving them more like friends.

“Ah!”

The man bit her lip without warning and slid his tongue inside. The sensitive roof of her mouth was scraped. The ticklish sensation made Amber’s shoulders tense, but the real reaction was in her lower belly. Unlike with Reynold, her insides tightened.

“You’re wet, aren’t you?”

“Haa, what?”

“Between your legs. Is it wet?”

She wasn’t sure, but her hand, caught by him, was definitely wet.

“What are you… doing?”

As her breathing grew ragged, the man released one hand and slid it between her thighs, as if inviting her to check for herself. He stroked her below with a long middle finger, then licked her.

Amber was shocked. Did he just taste that from her body?

“It’s tangy.”

With that comment, Amber’s face turned bright red, ready to burst.

“Don’t eat that!”

“Why?”

The man calmly spread her thighs as he asked.

“Because… it’s dirty.”

“It’s not dirty.”

“But that’s… a physiological…”

“It’s a different hole.”

“H-hole?”

“And what if it’s a little dirty? We could do much dirtier things.”

What touched her below was hot and slick. Was this… the man’s… organ?

Amber gasped at the blatant display of desire. Her foggy mind seemed to clear just a bit, and she instinctively grabbed his wrist.

“That’s a little too much!”

“Why?”

The man’s reaction was the same as before. The only difference… was that he was holding his own organ with one hand, and with the other, he was pulling up her slip.

Amber swallowed dryly. Maybe it was because he was in human form, but when it came to actual penetration, she suddenly felt scared.

She knew in her head—objectively, the man was more handsome than Reynold, and judging by his size, he would probably give her a better first experience. But still, something felt…